Fifteen minutes ago.

Ship Island, temporary command center of the Police Rapid Reaction Brigade, 2 km from the Gala Castle.

The power system was cut off, and it was dark inside the makeshift command center.

"What's going on?" Detachment Leader Alexanderson looked up at the pitch-black ceiling with an alert look in his eyes, "Start the backup power immediately!" ”

The Rapid Response Squad is an elite member of the police force, with complete anti-terrorism equipment and equipment.

A member of the team walked up to the equipment of the electronic command system, unplugged the power cord from the socket, and then ran to the rear of the anti-terrorist armored vehicle outside, pulled out a long wire from the car, dragged it back indoors, and began to wiring it neatly.

Smack-

The device restarts, and everything is back to normal.

"Larson, good job!" Alexanderson gave the team a thumbs up in satisfaction.

Larsson wore a combat hood over his face and only showed his eyes.

He gave his captain a thumbs up and smiled.

Tonight, Alexanderson was actually a little unhappy at first. As a result of the sudden occurrence of several homicides throughout the city tonight, many of the intelligence realities were linked to certain powerful criminal organizations, as the Rapid Reaction Brigade attached to the Police Headquarters was split up and sent to various local stations in Stockholm to assist local police officers in conducting searches.

As a result, Alexandersen, who was in charge of the rapid anti-terrorist mission in the Stockholm area, was in charge of the rapid anti-terrorist mission in this area, but after the team was split, there were only three people left in his hands, and he had to ask the headquarters for help, asking for additional SWAT team members from other regions to come and support the local branch in the Stockholm area, while his own team went to the castle to scream for security missions.

Taking into account the actual situation, the police headquarters insisted that Alexanderson's team members be sent to the police station to cooperate with the full name of the search and arrest operation, and the royal charity gala at the castle was supplemented by special police officers from the rapid reaction team from other areas, and a team of 12 people was stationed on Ship Island.

The reason for the headquarters was that Alexandersen's subordinates had worked in Stockholm for many years and were familiar with the environment and their colleagues in the local police department, so it was easier to cooperate with the work, while the security mission on Ship Island was relatively simple, and it was possible to transfer personnel from other places to form a temporary team.

As a result, Alexanderson had to lead nine people who were not part of his own team to be stationed on Ship Island.

For a commander, he doesn't like to lead unfamiliar team members, and team members who are transferred from other places will be a little repulsed, and even feel that their ability is not as good as their own team members.

Larsson happened to be one of those team members who was transferred.

Judging from the reaction speed and disposal just now, Alexanderson is still satisfied, it seems that everyone has received the same training, and it will not be too bad.

The power of the equipment was turned on, but the alarm sounded rapidly, and the special police officers of the rapid reaction team sitting in the center on standby stood up from their seats.

"Something's wrong!"

Captain Alexandsson picked up his HK416 automatic rifle and checked the safety, and waved to his teammates: "Get in the car!" Go to the castle! ”

According to contingency plan 1, the express detachment must reach the castle within 5 minutes.

Twelve members of the rapid response team rushed out and rushed to the two bulletproof vans.

Larsson walked behind Alexanderson, and when he reached the side of the carriage, he jerked out the pistol from the holster on his chest, put it directly on Alexanderson's neck, and pulled the trigger directly.

Flutter –

A mist of blood erupted from Alexanderson's throat, and his trachea and arteries were torn to shreds.

He fell headlong to the ground, feeling like a funnel around his neck, life leaking out of his body in a frenzy.

Lying on the ground, he tried in vain to cover the massive wound with his hands, his eyes staring in disbelief at Larsen, who was still standing beside him.

"Ho-ho-ho-"

He wanted to ask what was going on, but it was like a broken bellows that couldn't make a normal sound no matter how much he pulled it.

Plop –

With two gunshots, Alexanderson's other two subordinates were shot down by their "colleagues" standing behind them before they could figure out what was happening.

"Mr. Captain, I'm sorry......" Larsson's eyes were full of playfulness, as if he was staring at a dying animal, but there was no mercy.

"Tonight is your bad day."

After saying that, the pistol in his hand spewed out tongues of fire one after another, shooting Alexanderson's face to pieces.

The other two men were treated in the same way, and were re-shot to extinguish the last breath of life.

"Drag their bodies into the room, and the action begins!"

Larson said as he walked into the room, "Lift the generator down, turn on the signal jammer, let's get in the car and head to Castle Island!" ”

The men began to get busy, and Larson said in the communication channel: "Boss, the temporary command center has been controlled, and in addition, the GMT camouflage detachment has entered Castle Island, and they seem to be going well over there, the power supply has been cut off, and the communication has been disrupted. ”

"Very well done, now take our men and take over the defense of the entire island, the air detachment is entering the airspace, you must clear the obstacles on the ground."

"OK, I'll do it right away." Larsen cut off the communication, reached out and waved it violently in the air, shouting at his men, "Hurry up!" Leave three people here, and the other five come with me! ”

After saying that, he strode out of the command center and jumped into the co-pilot position first.

The remaining five team members jumped into the car.

The bulletproof car made a sharp turn, and the wheels lifted the slush on the ground and drove towards the bridge on Castle Island.

Bright lights shone into the black-lit makeshift checkpoint, and the officer in charge of the inspection waved for Larson's vehicle to turn off the lights.

As the car pulled into the checkpoint, Larson lowered the window.

"Captain, what are you doing here?" The officer held up his flashlight and looked at Larson and the people of the fast reaction team suspiciously, "Are you going in the wrong direction?" The island suddenly ran out of power, should you go to the castle? ”

"Officer, yes, we're not in the wrong place." Larson suddenly stretched out a silencer-mounted pistol from the window, and pointed it at the commander: "I'm here to send you to God." ”

Plop –

There was a loud sound, and then the door of the bulletproof van opened, and five members of the team inside stretched out their HK416 automatic rifles and fired a strafing shot.

Before the police officers at the checkpoint could react, they were beaten into a sieve, and only the riot dog barked in horror and broke free from the rope and ran away into the distance.

A sniper held his gun to the window and fired a shot at the poor riot dog through his night vision device.

"Woo-woo-"

The riot dog jumped more than a meter high with a mournful roar, and then fell to the ground, not moving.

After a few seconds, there was a deathly silence at the checkpoint.

"Tsk!" Larsson looked at all this coldly, and suddenly smiled at the sniper: "Korolev, you are really cold-blooded, you will not let go of a dog." ”

With that, hehe, he turned around twice and pressed the communication button.

"Boss, the checkpoint on the island is controlled, and the other detachments can do it."